Someone passed by and looked back at them curiously.

The assistant, who was standing beside him like a light bulb, cleared his throat and said with a smile, "Boss, Ershao Xia, it's not very convenient to speak here, why don't we go back to the room first?"

Song Yan's room was messed up before, and before it could be cleaned up, the assistant had to let his room out, and he stayed outside the door, wandering around idly.

Inside the closed door, Xia Lin sat on the sofa and stared at Song Yan silently; Song Yan lowered his eyes and did not dare to look at Xia Lin.

The two were deadlocked for a long time, and Xia Lin said, "Song Yan, aren't you going to say something to me?"

Song Yan looked at him cautiously: "What do you want...know?"

Xia Lin said helplessly: "You don't know how to say it, so let me tell you. In fact, most of the reason I came to the United States this time is to come and see you."

Song Yan looked at each other in surprise.

Xia Lin's voice was gentler than he expected, but the gentle Xia Lin made him feel more at a loss than the angry Xia Lin.

Xia Lin said, "Song Yan, although I haven't been with you for a long time in this life, but in my last life, I used to get along with you day and night. Do you think that if you just find a substitute to fool me, you can hide it perfectly?"

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, only to see Xia Lin holding one of his hands, raising his cuff to reveal his elbow, and saying, "See for yourself."

Song Yan twisted his elbow with some effort, and found that there was a black mole on the outer elbow. If Xia Lin hadn't pointed it to him, he might not have noticed it for the rest of his life. Then he understood that his stand-in was posing for some pictures. Some of the movements are the posture of rolling up the sleeves and standing with the hands, and the feet are exposed when the elbows are outward.

Song Yan smiled bitterly: "Sure enough, I can't hide anything from your eyes."

Before I came, I originally had a lot of questions I wanted to ask you," Xia Lin tiredly supported his forehead, and there was a look of tiredness in his brows, "But after seeing you, I suddenly didn't want to ask anything. . "

Song Yan said bitterly, "Xia Lin..."

"Since you came to the United States, you have never contacted me actively. Every time I asked you about your current situation again and again, when I knew that you could stand and walk, I would

I'm really happy for you. But I didn't expect that you would perfunctory me in such a way..."

"No," Song Yan hurriedly defended, "Xia Lin, listen to me..."

"Song Yan, I've been having the same nightmare for three years. I dreamed that you died like that in a cave. No matter what I said, you couldn't hear me.

Waking up from a nightmare, I can't sleep all night long. I really hope you can get better soon and return to a normal life as soon as possible. "

When Xia Lin said this, he shook his head slightly, with a self-deprecating smile on his mouth: "But I didn't know until now that I have been doing superfluous things. You already have your own ideals and ambitions, yours The pattern is far more open and grand than I imagined, even if you have inconvenience in your legs and feet, you can still do well in different fields, but it seems that I am... too rigid about personal gains and losses."

When he said this, he lowered his eyes, as if suppressing some emotion.

When he raised his eyes again, he smiled again: "But that's fine, although it's a bit regretful that I didn't see you recovering, but... it's also a good thing that you can find the value of your life. Don't worry, I won't do it in the future. You will be asked about your physical condition again, and you don’t have to be burdened anymore.”

He paused, stood up and said, "That's all I want to say. I'll go first."

"Xia Lin!" Song Yan saw that the other party turned around and was about to leave, so he wanted to grab Xia Lin's hand in a hurry.

Xia Lin's footsteps were stagnant, and when he turned around, he wanted to lean over to help, but Song Yan grabbed his ankle.

Song Yan couldn't care about his embarrassed appearance at the moment, dragged his stump leg and crawled forward for two steps, hugged Xia Lin's leg tightly, raised his head and whispered like a child: "Xia Lin, I was wrong, I Wrong, don't go."

Xia Lin didn't expect that he would keep himself in such a humble manner. He was stunned for a moment. He was about to say something when he caught a glimpse of Song Yan's hand that had been hidden in his sleeve before, showing a bandage. At this moment, because of the excessive force, Mottled blood oozes from the bandage.

He wanted to lean over to check Song Yan's wound, and when he moved, he was immediately embraced by Song Yan with greater strength, as if he was afraid that if he was not careful, Xia Lin would disappear from his eyes.

Xia Lin felt a little helpless and persuaded: "Song Yan, you let go, I..."

However, Song Yan hurriedly explained: "Xia Lin, I'm not trying to perfunctory you, and I don't think it's a burden, I just-... I don't know how to face you. I know you care about me, but your concern will make me Fall, I deceive you, alienate you, avoid you, just to cut off my thoughts.

"Actually, I don't have the grand ideals and ambitions you mentioned at all. My wish is very simple, that is, I hope you can have a good life. Over the years, I have been telling myself to learn to let go and give you freedom, but as long as I see you with When other people are with me, I get mad with jealousy.

"Xia Lin, you don't know how much I miss you. I miss you every day and every night. I will read every message you send over and over again, and every word you say will be recorded and listened to every night. fall asleep..."

Xia Lin was startled: "What did I say?"

Song Yan realized that he had missed his mouth, and after a moment of hesitation, he said, "You only call me on New Year's Eve every year. I secretly recorded it and kept it on my phone to listen to it over and over again. I closed my eyes and imagined it. With you by my side."

Xia Lin, there is no cure for me. In the three years I have been away from you, I have been living in purgatory on earth every day. What do you say I should do..." By the end, he was almost speechless in a choked voice.

Xia Lin was stunned for a moment, as if he had been reminded of those distant memories that had been sealed in the depths of his memory for a long time, his eyes swept over the dark night outside the window, his eyes flashed slightly, and his eyes were full of sadness.

After a long while, he sighed inaudibly, forced himself to put away his sadness, leaned over to help Song Yan up, and said calmly, "This time

I came to the United States and insisted on meeting with you because he didn't finish his words, when I caught a glimpse of the screen of my mobile phone on the table suddenly lit up, and a text message was displayed on the screen saver.

[Xia Lin, the re-examination result came out, it is indeed VHL syndrome. You must actively cooperate with the treatment, and please contact me as soon as possible after returning from the United States. 】